The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 408

Chapter 408: Don’t Pour Salt on Her Wounds

The phone in his pocket vibrated and when he dug it out, he saw that he had received a text from an unknown number.

It was a very long text message that was more than a hundred words long.

“Yixuan, I’m Xia Yuwei. I’m really sorry for breaking up your marriage to Miss He and I’m sorry that I’ve hurt you with my selfishness, and also hurt your mother and Miss He in the process. I’ve contracted a terminal illness and this must be my retribution for all that I’ve done. I hope that you will be able to heal from all the hurt that I’ve brought upon you and I hope that you’ll be able to live happily ever after. As for Ye Ye, I’m really grateful that you’ve decided to keep him with the Mo family and I hope that you’ll raise him well since the child was innocent after all. Please don’t give him to the Cheng family.”

Mo Yixuan’s eyes narrowed after he read the text and there was no longer hatred in his eyes but instead, this was replaced by an overwhelming regret that wouldn’t go away. He did not respond to this message and immediately deleted it.

He no longer blamed that woman anymore because it was all his fault. He had been the one to turn his back on his family and cheated on his wife, and he had also personally wrecked his own family which resulted in his beloved wife and child living with the Ye family.

He didn’t have any other ideas at the moment and only wanted to work hard, then think of ways to persuade his wife and child to return to him. He would provide them with the best quality of life and shower all his love on them.

He clicked open the camera roll of his phone and dug out several photos that had been stored inside his phone for quite some time. These were all their photographs from several years ago and he had always stored them in his own personal drive before uploading them to his phone.

He looked at the first photograph which was taken six years ago at Z University. They were both very young then, she was only 20 while he had only been 23 years old. This photograph had been taken shortly after they started dating and in the photograph, his arm was around her shoulders and she leaned against him, smiling happily as they stood under a cherry blossom tree. He remembered that she had been very happy all the time during that period because he had agreed that she could be his girlfriend.

After they took this photograph, she even told him, “Yixuan, let’s come back every year to take a photograph together, then when we look back at these photographs together after we’ve grown old, we’ll definitely treasure those memories.” Her words had been very innocent and he nodded in acquiescence.

Thereafter, she would always remember to return to the university to take a photograph every year and he had still been interested during the first or second year, but after those initial years, he had completely lost interest and only went out of a sense of duty.

He looked at the four photographs in his hand that was proof that their relationship had spanned four years. He didn’t have a photograph for the fifth year because that was when he had abandoned her.

Mo Yixuan stared at these photographs over and over again and each time he saw these photographs, he felt his heart ache all over again because he had failed to keep his promises. He was the one who had abandoned her and gave Ye Hao an opportunity to step between them.

Yan Yan, what should I do to make you come back?

Mo Yixuan suddenly slammed down a fist on the table. Each time he remembered that she was now Ye Hao’s wife, he became extremely enraged.

Yang Mingyu entered his office with a stack of agreements and the moment he entered, he saw his friend slamming his fist against the table.

“Yixuan, what are you doing?” he asked as his eyes widened.

Mo Yixuan sighed coldly and did not give him a response. He tossed his phone aside and dug out another cigarette, then started smoking.

“What’s wrong? Is He Xiyan unwilling to let you have custody of the child?” Yang Mingyu sat down on a swivel chair and it didn’t take him long to guess the reason for his friend’s annoyance.

Mo Yixuan puffed on his cigarette and exhaled dense smoke from his mouth. He couldn’t help but turn to cigarettes each time he was annoyed.

Yang Mingyu shook his head helplessly and said, “Yixuan, why can’t you let her off? You’ve already let her down once, so don’t go pouring salt on her wounds now.”